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“Ma-já.”

Archer’s lips stretch in that stupidly irresistible smile that gets me all stirred up when he repeats softly, “Ma-ja ka-ra-le-va.” He grins. “How does that sound?”

“Fantastic. You should say it more often.”

“Yeah? You like that, kitten?” He leans over on the table. “You know you want me.”

“I don’t,” I blurt just to see his reaction.

His brow arches. “I can’t figure out why you keep denying it.”

“Maybe because there are plenty of guys on this island. Gorgeous. Rich. And acting like gentlemen to get the girl instead of being pricks.”

His gaze darkens though he keeps his beautiful smile. “Oh, you like gentlemen?”

“I don’t like pricks.” Lies. He is the only prick I want.

“I think our previous encounter proved otherwise. I have one for you. You can play. You’ll need both hands, kitten.”

I roll my eyes. Here we go. “Big dick doesn’t count when it’s your personality.”

He laughs through his nose. “You are lying to yourself. I bet you think of me when you come on your solo rides, missing me for days.”

“I bet you are hard right now,” I blurt, stiffening as I keep his gaze. God, I want him so much it’s ridiculous.

“Want to check? There’s so much we can do with it. I’m not even hiding it.” He leans back and throws his arm around the back of the chair. “That’s not even a fun bet. Wanna bet how long I can keep going buried inside you? That is if you don’t run away, afraid to let go, and enjoy yourself.”

My heart thuds in my chest at the dare. “Afraid?” Fucker is challenging me. “You sure are mouthy today.”

“Oral is my favorite.”

And still a mystery. Sigh.

His openness and the way a smile tugs at his lips drives me insane.

“Wait. We can do better.” His smile grows wider. “Wanna bet that if you let go you’ll do things with me that you thought were disgusting before, yet you will ask me to do them again?”

He is tipsy. I am tipsy. This is way more open than any other conversation we had before.

“Like what?” I try to keep a straight face, even force a little smirk on my lips.

He drops his gaze to them, and his smile grows into a grin when he raises his eyes to meet mine. “Curious, Miss Ortiz? Would you like to find out?”

Yes!“Your flirting is becoming very straightforward.”

“It’s not flirting. It’s an invitation. I’m straightforward like that. It’s been way too long. And since you are already wet, we should go to my place.”

“Presumptuous.” But the idea is already etched in my mind.

“Should I check?”

Yes. “Next time.”

“Next time, you let me know when you are thinking about me. I’ll make a guest appearance. So your fingers don’t go numb from self-care.”

“You are dreaming, Archer.”

His low chuckle makes my already wet panties soaked. “Oh, kitten. I can tell you all about my dreams. You are all over them. Wet. Wide open. Begging for more.”

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